IsabellaListen, I’ve fucked a lot of guys.A lot.Like, if my pussy had a frequent-flyer program, it’d have its own private jet by now.Musicians, betas, that one human bartender with the tongue piercing, two visiting Alphas who thought they could handle me (spoiler: they couldn’t), even a rogue once in the back of a dive bar because danger makes me wet. Point is, I know dick. I know heat. I know the difference between a good knot and a guy who just thinks volume equals skill.None of them—NOT ONE—has ever made me lose my fucking mind the way just hearing about Nevaeh and Alpha Kane does.I’m talking full-body shiver, thighs-clenching-in-public, have-to-fake-a-cough-to-cover-the-moan levels of insane.And I haven’t even seen them together yet.Last night at the concert, when Eve grabbed my face in the middle of the pit and screamed “I’M FUCKING ALPHA KANE,” I swear my soul left my body. I saw the Moon Goddess. She gave me a thumbs-up and whispered, “Same, girl.”Then Eve kept going—s
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